PS:I am kinda lossing ideas so since you seem to be fans of peter pan name me a adventure you would like ot see Peter, Maoh and the lost boys go on. Maybe more mermaids,pirtaes,indians or even something emotional come on give me some ideas I'd love to hear them.
(Will show ages of lost boys and others after this chapter in the author notes at end.)
Shout out:Thank you HaloGurl6423 you really inspired me to write even though I didn't want to, you inspired me and I am taking your idea into acount for the ideas at end (Read author note)
Chapter 6 Sing,Argues and Stop Fighting Plan.
"No.I am not singing and there is nothing you can do to make me." Tootles looked up at Maoh with puppy dog eyes and Maoh hated how the little boy could get to him. He had found out maybe Tootles was about 9 or so and he always had a soft spot for kids. Sadley he was the only kid still in his single digits while the others were atleast below 17 years of age.
"Please Maoh it would mean so much to all of us if you did." Maoh sighed and picked up Tootles and held him and ruffled his hair.
"Fine but be warned I am not that good a singer."
Everyone had set up a small stage for Slightly and Maoh and Slightly walked up and handed Maoh a peice of paper to Maoh. "Just read as I go and please don't mess up. We have a while before we go on so we can practice alright."
Maoh and Slightly sat there and once getting use to where which lyrics went where he soon got the hang of it, but Slightly still wanted him to go a little slower and it never seemed to be right. "Slightly this song seems oddly familiar."
"Thats because it's from your kind of place. I remeber being young and hearing it." He bosted happily and gave Maoh a huge smile.
"But how come the other boys don't remeber?" Right then Curly walked over and gave a very large chuckle.
"He don' know nothin', he says he remebers but is always fibbin."
Curly and Slightly soon got into a name calling fight and Maoh was left to practice alone hating to have preform infront of Peter, even the thought of him made his cheeks heat wanted to say no but he knew they would all guilt trip him. "You yellow, toe-nail tooth fatso!"Slightly shouted and pushed Curly back.
"Yeah well your a lieing, skunk's butt nose, with no talent for make believe and no good with music!"
Maoh stepped in and seperated the two. For two teen agers they acted like children. Maybe that was why it was a problem for them to take things seriously. Maybe time was different here, what if inside they are truely old man but they stopped emotionaly wise at a small age. But if that was the case one of them might atleast be in his 20's. It all confused him so much he could have sworn smoke was coming out of his ears.
"Maoh we are going on in a few minutes get ready, Don't want you making me look bad."
The black haired teen nodded and combed his hair with his fingers and gulped once Curly and Nibs pushed him onto the stage with his music companion. "We will be performing a song called Fire. I made it especially f-" Maoh elbowed him, making sure Slightly gave credit to where it was deserved, even if it might be a lie someone else might have made this song, but it just seemed so familiar, to familiar for his liking.
"This is by someone I heard once and I wanted to play it. Maoh will be singing this for me considering everyone else is tone deaf."
Maoh would let that slip this time and waited while Slightly held the pipes to his lips and started playing. 'I know it's from somewhere, not the same instument but from somewhere. It somewhere in my head.' The thoughts ran thorugh his head but he instinctivaly started singing with the notes and to everyones shock (though Slightly thought it needed work) Maoh sung the song with a talent, the same to Slightly's music skills. Peter sat at his new throne, eating wonderful make believe food and he could care less for either of them. His eyes were glued to Maoh and he had that feeling he didn't like again. The same one that made him kiss Maoh, it was a new feeling and he wanted to throw it awat but as the lovely lyrics passed Maoh's lips he couldn't help but fall prey to it.
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(The lyircs from the song Maoh's singing it's fire by augustana)(I recomend you listen to it)~=singing ~No it don't come easy, no it don't come fast, lock me up inside your garden.~
Peter wanted to do as the lyrics said, to take Maoh to a garden and never let him leave to keep him there for only his eyes.
~Take me to the riverside. Fire . . . burning me up. Dersire take me so much higher and leavin' me whole.~
The images coming to Peter's mind were lovely and how he wished he could just stop the song and take his Maoh away. 'Wait mine?'
~There you were in you black dress,moving slow to the sadness.I could watch you dance for hours.I could take you by my side.~
Peter wanted to take the blue eyed boy and sweep him away and dance in the sky with him till all his fear of it vanished.
~Fire burning me up. Desire taking me so much higher and burning me . . . . Fire turning me on, desire taking me so much higher and leaving me whole!~ The prolonged note of the last word ended the song with a mess of applause from the lost boys while Peter just sat there in amazment and pushed the feeling insdie him even harder down, down to where he hoped it never to resurface again.
"Well Peter did you like all your gifts?" they all shouted as Slightly leaped down and ran up with a smile Maoh was glad to see.
"Yes they are very nice and I still don't see why I am getting them, was it because I am just that amazing?"
'his arrogance is showing again.' Maoh mumbled and walked up smacking Peter upside the head realizing there was nothing to be embarassed about, he was still a annoying spoiled teenager thinking he was the best damn thing ever made.
"No you idiot it was for helping me and Tigerlilly!"
"Well there is no need to hit me!"
"Yes there was!"
"Really and why is that?"
"Because you were acting like a arrogent jerk!"
"I was not.I was simply asking why they got me these things!"
"Yeah well no need to be such a jerk about it!"
"Well your singing sucked anyway, so there!"
"Are they going to keep this up much longer?" Curly asked with a sour look on his face.
"I hope not, if so we might soon be in the middle." Nibs annouced and only shook his head watching the twins take Tootles inside for bed.
"Hey guys how about we not fight and just-" Slightly tried to intervean but only got to deathly glares and the blame was soon on him.
"Don't get in the middle of others buisness!"Maoh shouted still in a rage.
"Yeah, besides it was your song that he sung that broke my ear drums."
The fight continued for ten minutes non stop and soon they both stormed off to their seperate beds and feel asleep with a huff.
Thruthfully every single lost boy couldn't help but think that they both liked each other but they were ot stuborn and blind to see it. "Hey Twins we are divising a plan."
The twins turned and every lost boy was in on the plan and ready for it once it reached their ears.
"It's plan Peter-and-Maoh-stop-fighting-and-be-together or the shorter peace-on-Neverland." They all nodded agreeing on the name but the problem was how to make them atleast not kill each other for ten minutes while alone.
Oh this was going to be a very long night of out ragouse ideas and argueing over off topic things.
Author note:Alright everyone, tell the lost boys your idea to get Peter and Maoh to stop fighting and get together, it can be whatever cause remeber this is never it is so short. Also the ages Peter:16-17 Maoh:17 Slightly:15-16 From what I read Slightly was the second boy here right after Peter so I figured they would be close ot the same age.
Tootles:9 Nids:14-15 I figured since Nibs is so brave and stuff I might as well go for young and courages Curly:13 Because I want him to be The Twins: Both are about either 14 or 12